IT’S like that old expression; troubles come in three’s. I’m not a bit superstitious and mostly I believe
we make our own troubles. I know there
are some unavoidable hic-coughs like receiving the school books by courier and discovering
the order is not complete. Like your dog
getting sick three times in two months. And
your car receiving its death knell. (It
is a teenager after all)
But have you noticed that nice things happen in threes as
well. And fives. And sevens.
They do.
And they may not be mad, crazy epic things either. Just the small things that make you sit up
and take notice like the rainbow that stretches over the roof of your house and
it is so clear, so bright it takes your breath away. Like the seven fluffy little Wagtail birds
that like to hang out in the garden. Like
that random chat with the lady in the supermarket/coffee shop/newsagents that
was about nothing and everything but stayed with you for the rest of the day. Like when your child tells you “you’re the
best mammy in the world” as you say goodnight to them. Like when your small boy brings you imaginary
cappuccinos on a daily basis.
Stuff like that.
Today seemed to be teeming with feel good titbits starting with
a lovely walk by the river with the boys and our decidedly perkier Juno dog
this morning.
Ours is a heritage town located on the River Barrow with a
well-worn track that goes as far as you feel like walking from the centre of
the town. And indeed there were loads of
people using it from joggers to cyclists and a random family with a dog.
After that, guilty conscience appeased because the dog had a
walk, we dropped her home and drove to the glorious Delta Sensory Gardens, Carlow
Health & Wellness Garden |
Giant Jenga anyone? |
This place is amazing.
It is a veritable delight with something for everyone. We don’t go often
enough. Our last visit was approximately
the same time last year and if it was possible, the gardens looked lovelier
with a couple of new features.
The thistle fountain. Bring a change of clothes! |
The Music Room. Also bring a change of clothes! |
The boys loved it. “Double
thanks for bringing us here!” “This
place rocks!” and “I want a garden like this!” *that may have been me!*
But the best feel good part of the day, for me at least, was
bumping into one of my very early primary school teachers in the gardens.
I recognised her straight away and before I knew it, I was re-introducing
myself.
This lady had a huge impact on me in school. I couldn’t have been more than ten years old
and I can still remember her lessons. She
favoured talking to her students instead of reading from books. She didn’t sit behind her desk, but liked to
lean against it as she chatted to us. She
engaged with us all and I feel that was the secret of her prowess.
I still remember her telling us all to express our dissatisfaction
with service or an item in any shop because if we didn’t “things will never
change.”
Like my time in primary school, I could have stayed there
today chatting to her well into the afternoon.
If it wasn’t for a pesky child demanding that we go now, I probably
would have.
It has been a week with definite signs that summer 2014 is
closing its doors. It is now autumn.
School is back next week. Already there are yellow, red and orange
leaves on some trees. I have started my
take-out coffee cup collection for our annual conker, acorn and beech planting.
The boys have mentioned Christmas more than once. I have packed away the shorts and t-shorts as
they boys have requested long sleeves and pants. I may or may not have wrapped a scarf around
my neck a few times these past couple of weeks.
And we’re making the most of it. Making the most of the last few days before
the school gates open for 2014/2015.
Oh I am your twin! That would be my perfect day too - and especially bumping into a teacher. I would love to bump into an old teacher. But now, the scarf. We need to talk about this. It's August - we have to hold on a little longer!
ReplyDeleteSez the woman whose daughter is already looking forward to getting her winter wardrobe on! I thought of you when I stuck up that picture. Yes, that teacher was lovely. It was great to meet her. Mind you, there's another one I'd like to meet but I wouldn't be rushing up to shake her hand.
DeleteI think you had a very great day!!!
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